Daemon vs Lichborne to the death no spectators

A dry and dusty wind blew across the valley as a two figures walked calmly adjacent from the setting sun. The figures were a young male and his pet wolf they had spent months preping for this long adventure into the deep unknown lands with them they carried several months worth of food and water of which they only had a few days supply remaining. As the Sun fully set in the western skies the boy and his Wolf sat down for a short respite the two sighed in unison and stared at the road ahead looking at the fimiluar forest in front of them . " Were almost home buddy." The boy said as he gently petted the wolfs fur .

The boy drifted to sleep for a while with his wolf, he awoke to his wolf barking and nudging him. The wolf had reason to wake him up, the landscape looked notably different. It seemed as if he were in a graveyard, his loyal wolf was still by his side but it was tough to see him as there was an unnatural fog surrounding the two of them. The boy and his wolf were on alert and began to make their way through the foggy graveyard. After a few minutes of walking they came upon an open mausoleum, he thought before walking in but saw no choice as the rest of the graveyard seemed to go on forever. Nothing was out of the ordinary but he was still on edge, when he reached the bottom of the mausoleum he saw the reason for his disease... a massive pile of human bones with throne made up of what seemed to be even more bones and even more than that... someone sitting on the throne.

( dude if were dueling in a grave yard then I have plenty of objects to use to attack you with LOL (Lame Octopus Laughing) but I like the way your mind works my necromancer friend )

The Boy stared in awe that the impressive size of the bones before him he actually let out a slightly whistle then his gaze fell back onto the person in front of him siting calmly on the throne made of bones. Well I can safely assume you enjoy playing with dead things, the dead are supposed to stay dead in my opinon theey wouldn't want to come back from the afterlife ." He said as he reached for Aullar Lobo that was resting in its holster fastened to his thigh. Whats your name ? He asked with a calm demenour.